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Okay, the usual warnings apply. Graphic Sex... you know the deal. Hopefully this chapter will make up for the lack of smut in the last chapter.

Okay, here is chapter five: Unquenchable Lust.

Right before he began to feel that feeling that came with the beginning of a climax, he heard his door open slowly. He reacted instantly, dispelling the Scrying Charm and going under the blankets, so whoever was opening his door wouldn’t see what he was doing. He knew it wasn’t Fleur because he had been observing her…

“Hello, ‘Arry,” a sultry voice said in a sexy French accent. She closed the door behind herself and stalked towards him.

“Umm… what exactly… hello… why are you here?” he said. Merlin, Fleur’s mom was inside of his room and he had no pants on. Talk about an awkward situation. It didn’t help that she was wearing a see-through nightgown either…

“Harry, Veela can smell the scent of sex, since we are sexual creatures. For example, I smell what my daughter is doing right now, even though I cannot hear her. Masculinity was radiating off of this room like I have never seen before, so I have come to… help you,” she said, moving closer. She didn’t look a day older than thirty, even though Harry guessed she was about forty. Merlin, she was dead sexy in every possible way and her Veela charm was nearly twice as strong as Fleur’s, since she was a half-Veela.

She sat next to him, and her hand rested on Harry’s thigh. A few seconds later, the covers had flown across the room and she was cupping his manhood and squeezing his balls gently. “How sweet, you are already nice and hard for me,” she said, her face next to his cock. He could feel the breath on his member, and it twitched, trying to grow an extra inch so that the tip could touch the lips that were teasing it.

“I… look, Regine, you’re married. I didn’t come here to--”

“Mmm… I love it when they protest. I like to see how long their protesting lasts. With you, in this state, I know that you cannot resist,” she said, continuing to tease him by squeezing his balls and speaking to the head of his member. Merlin, he didn’t have a choice, this milf was going to have her way with him whether he liked it or not.

She kissed in on the head and then ran her sexy tongue in a zigzag pattern up and down the length. Harry lay back and allowed her to continue at her own pace, deciding that if she wanted to have her way with him, he couldn’t complain. He wouldn’t bind her to him, he would just allow her to get what she needed, and receive a slight power increase in the process.

Soon, his full length was inside her mouth, and she held it there, her mouth muscles tightly clamping it as her throat hummed. He was torn; he desperately needed her to bob up and down and finish him off, but just being so deep in her made precum drip out of his member and dribble down her throat. She managed to swallow without taking out his member, and that made Harry so hot that he had to pump his hips up and down. She resumed sucking him off, and soon, the cum that had built up from hours of sexy teasing with Fleur, shot deep inside of her mother’s mouth. Harry was afraid that she would choke, but like a perfect sex goddess, she swallowed it all slowly. She then took off her shirt and pants, doing a little dance in the process, and put her breasts up to Harry’s face as she straddled him. His member grew hard again and pushed at her panties, but he was denied the entrance he was seeking.

She chuckled, and Harry knew that this time, he wouldn’t be the one in control. Still, as he removed her bra and massaged her tits, he realized that some variety would really be fun. As he worked on her breasts, she swung her head, her hair playfully swatting him.

Soon her spread legs winded their way up from his pelvis, across his chest, and over his face.

“Smell my panties,” she commanded.

Harry took a great whiff of the soaked material, and then he sucked at the honey while pushing her panties all the way inside of her with his index finger. Deciding to take some control of the situation, he then vanished her panties, leaving his bare finger pushing against her clit. He elicited a great moan when he wiggled it around. Soon his tongue joined his finger in probing her pussy, while she grinded herself against him, pushing her soft hairs against his nose and her toned inner thighs against his cheeks.

He had some leverage over her now, because she was a sex starved older woman, and he could make her work for it. He knew she needed his tongue to go deep inside of her, but he kept his licks shallow, getting his revenge for the way she had played with his manhood. Finally, he decided that his member needed some attention, and the only way to get it was to please Regine’s hungry lips between the hips.

With his fingers, he spread her pussy wide, and with his tongue, he thrust in and out, as deeply as he could, while the scent coming off her pubic hairs wafted into his nose. Soon she was shouting out words in French, and squeezing her thighs against him with her hands gripped his head and forced him as close to her as possible. When she came, years of not being pleasured properly by her husband drenched Harry’s face in a torrent of sweet liquid.

“Mmm Arry, do you want to be inside of me?” She asked as her tongue lapped at his face, cleaning the juices off of him.

What kind of question was that? Harry grabbed her hips, and slid them down until they were positioned over his cock. Every once in a while, a bit of fluid from her pussy would fall on to his member, and Harry closed his eyes, thinking that if she thought she could tease him now she was wrong.

She impaled herself upon his member, her tight walls fully clenching his cock. He slid into the hot wetness quickly, and he nearly came the first time she moved her hips up and back down again. Forcing himself to calm down, Harry closed his eyes and allowed her to ride him, making sure that he would at least last as long as she did.

That would be a challenge. As she bounced up and down, her boobs bounced, like some sort of metronome. She put two fingers inside of her mouth, and took them out, coated with saliva. She then reached back and massaged his balls as she worked his member.

He stimulated one nipple with one hand, and with the other, he gripped her firm ass and began to rub his saliva around her other entrance. Soon, she was being fucked in two holes.

Harry felt a burning in his stomach and knew that no matter what he did, he would explode soon. He could feel it all the way from his balls that she had in her hand.

“That’s right, Arry, cum for me! Do not resist,” she said. She increased the tempo of her movements, and Harry’s member exploded deep in her pussy as she milked him. He was so caught up in the pleasure, that he didn’t hear her screams, and didn’t realize that as he came, she also came, moaning in her sexy voice..

She got off of him and was breathing heavily from moving up and down on his lovely length. Still, she was a Veela, and there was a reason why Claude was unable to satisfy her. She was not the type to fall asleep after sex, and she hoped Harry wasn’t either, because she had plans for him. She was just giving him a moment, because she knew from experience that men could not do it immediately after ejaculating. She rolled over so that she was lying on her stomach, and reached out to fondle Harry’s stomach.

She was surprised when Harry wasn’t there. She gasped as she felt skin descend upon her. Harry was on top of her, raising her ass in the air, and angling himself so that his member could access her pussy. Harry’s weight pushed her against the mattress, but didn’t hurt her. His hands snaked under her and grabbed her tits as his face was in her hair. He loved the feeling of her sculpted legs and butt against his hips and his member penetrated her from behind. He humped slowly and with a hint of tenderness at first, but when she further arched her hips, he picked up his pace and fucked her the way that her body was begging for. They were now both coated with a thin layer of sweat, but the moisture only turned Harry on as he fucked her glowing body, all momentary tenderness gone. They were both pure animals at this point, doing what they were designed to do. He was a Nephilim and she was a Veela, and they were simply fulfilling their needs.

She moaned every time Harry thrust into her with increasing intensity and speed. For some reason, he seemed a bit bigger, if only by a few millimeters. She came before his, and after she came, Harry took his member out, and put it in between her cheeks. He angled it so that the length was hidden in her crack, but he wasn’t penetrating her hole. She squeezed her cheeks against his member, and he soon came all over her backside.

He soon lay next to Regine and massaged her back and shoulders.

“Arry, you are magnifique…”

“So were you Regine. We will have to do this again,” he said.

“Yes, you come around any time you want, understand? Ohh --- squeeze my shoulders tighter,” she said.

After he had finished, he lay back with her. “Regine, thank you for this,” he said.

It was then that he noticed that there was a tear running down her face and her eyes were red. He hadn’t noticed the gently wracking her chest as he massaged her tenderly, but now he could tell. He started to say something, but the gentle weeping sounded above all, infinitively private. She kissed him on the cheek before leaving. There was definitely more going on inside of her than she had let on, and Harry knew that her sexual needs he could satisfy, but he could not even begin to grapple with whatever emotional turmoil lay behind her golden Veela eyes.


Harry returned to Britain the next day, remembering to say goodbye to Gabrielle, which made her bounce with happiness. Fleur also gave him a kiss before he left, causing Claude to raise his eyes, and Regine to give him a knowing smile. Fleur told him that she would return to England in five days.

As soon as he was back in Britain, he entered his area of Grimmauld Place and decided to take a short nap, and then resume his training in mind magic. Unfortunately, his girls had other plans for him.

“Harry!” Ginny said.

“Hello Ginny,” he replied. “Hello Tonks.”

“How come you didn’t tell us you were leaving,” Tonks began, moving in on him menacingly.

“Well, it was just for a day…”

“You haven’t paid any attention to us in a week,” Tonks pointed out.

“Sorry ladies, I’ve just been--”

“Well, now you’re going to be busy. Busy with us!”

“Listen, Tonks, I’m sorry for not spending time alone with you two,” Harry said. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“And me too?” Ginny asked.

Harry was tempted to go into cold mode and tell her he would do what he pleased with her whenever he felt like, but he decided not to snap… this time. “Sure, Ginny. What do you have in mind?”

Tonks grinned wickedly, while Ginny blushed.

“By binding us to you, you have an obligation to keep us satisfied, right?” Tonks asked, moving closed and pushing him back against his bed.

“Sort of…”

“And as your woman, we must do our best to please you,” she continued.

“Yeah…”

“Come on, Ginny, let’s do our job.” Tonks straddled him, sitting on his stomach, as she removed his shirt. Ginny tugged of his pants. Tonks blocked his view of his member, but he knew it was standing tall, at nearly seven and a half inches.

Harry’s hands moved along Tonks’s thighs, and up inside of her shirt, which he removed, revealing Tonks’s impressive bust, encased in a lacy white bra. Just as Harry removed her bra, he felt something warm and wet encase his balls. Ginny’s mouth then moved up, and her tongue licked his length. As Ginny gave him head, Tonks bent so that her breasts were encasing Harry’s head. Harry was stuck in this position, so he figured he might as well enjoy it. He firmly gripped Tonks’s butt, and he alternated between kissing her on the mouth, neck, and breasts.

He began to groan louder and louder in Tonks’s ear as Ginny sucked him off. Ginny wasn’t nearly as good as Regine, but the redhead had gotten better. Harry groaned as he came, thrusting upwards further into Ginny’s mouth. He didn’t go soft; it simply wasn’t possible with Tonks on top of his. He vanished her pants, and tried to turn her over, so he was on top.

“Nu-uh, Harry,” she said. It was actually quite erotic, Harry thought. Ginny and Tonks were pinning him down. Tonks was sitting right in front of his member, and Ginny was right behind it, sitting on his legs. “Will you ignore us again?”

“I’ll try not to…okay, I won't, Merlin, Tonks, you’re going to get it as soon as I get free.”

Tonks giggled.

“Fine,” Harry said. He was really quite muscular and could have hoisted her off, but he sort of enjoyed the sexual play. He vanished her pants and underwear, and thrust a finger into her pussy. “Like that, Nymphadora? Hmm, my little Nympho?”

She growled, and moved up on his, sitting on his face. “Yeah, I like that, Harry. Lick it, little boy. This is revenge.”

His nose was mashed in her pussy, and she ground against him. He could hardly breath, but the taste of her pussy was better than air. He licked wildly, causing her to moan and shudder, but before it looked like she got close to reaching an orgasm, he cheated using wandless magic. He levitated her up, and hovered her over his member.

“Let me down!”

“Ginny, Tonks has been a bad girl. I want you to punish her with this,” he said, conjuring a dildo. “No, Ginny, not there. In her arse. She has been a bad girl, as I said. Lick it, get it wet, and then put it in her,” Harry said wickedly. Tonks floated up in the air, groaning as Ginny obediently rammed a huge slippery dildo in her ass. Tonks yelled out curses, but Harry knew she was enjoying it. As Ginny did Tonks, Harry grabbed Ginny’s hips, and placed them on top of his member. Ginny let out a yelp as he lowered her onto him, and her muscles had to expand to take his impressive cock. “Ginny, you are forgetting about Tonks,” Harry said to the redhead, who had a glazed expression. Harry worked his hips as Ginny pumped Tonk’s levitated ass, fucking Ginny’s young teen pussy. Regine had been amazing, but there was something to be said about the sheer tightness of a teen’s pussy. Harry kept thrusting, and Ginny screamed out, with a lot of pleasure, and a little pain. Harry knew she was climaxing, but he just kept on pumping. He wasn’t even close.

Ginny’s head collapsed against Tonk’s raised ass, but Harry slapped Ginny’s ass, reminding her of her job. Getting fucked in the ass had obviously turned on Tonks, because her pussy was dripping, and drops of fluid landed on his stomach.

Ginny came a second time before Harry finally released his seed upwards into her pussy, and he decided that Tonks had been punished enough. She was moaning loudly, and she had managed to reach back and rub her pussy with her fingers as she was ‘punished’ from behind.

“Nymphadora, are you ready to be a good girl?” Harry asked.

“Yes! Let me down!”

Harry slowly levitated her down, onto her back. She was shuddering in anticipation when he climbed on top and slipped his member inside. Tonks changed the shape of her vagina so that it fitting Harry’s member perfectly, so that there was an incredibly pleasurable friction whenever Harry slid his throbbing member into her hot, wet area between her legs. Ginny moved in between the fucking pair’s legs, and sucked on Harry’s balls, while snaking a finger under her pussy, and inserting it into her ass.

Harry was lost in Tonks, all thoughts of disciplining her gone out of the window. He stroked her body with his hands, and she bit and bit and nibbled at him.

Ginny got incredibly horny as Tonks and Harry’s fluids mixed, and then leaked onto her face.

Harry rolled of Tonks, breathing heavily, and started fingering Ginny, who was lying off to the side. Tonks, who was still hungry, put Harry’s other hand inside of her. Harry temporarily removed his hands from their respective pussies, and grabbed their legs, moving them so that he could finger them while the snogged each other. It was an incredible turn on to Harry, and he soon found himself needing attention in the lower regions. Ginny and Tonks spotted this, and took their snog session to his member. Their breasts came against each other, surrounding Harry’s member will a wall of flesh, while they kissed each other, with the head of his cock in the middle of their kisses. All of the while, Harry’s fingers pumped in and out of their pussies. His member could feel their hearts throbbing and their moans felt amazing against his member.

A few minutes later, Harry’s two hands were soaked, as were the faces of Ginny and Tonks. They were all in heaven.

“Tonks, Ginny, have you learned not to question my ability to fulfill your needs? I will forgive you for nagging me about where I went this one time. Next time, you will be punished.” Harry said. “I’m not trying to be mean, but it is my choice exactly when and where I spend time with the two of you. Do you understand?”

Their silences provided him with an answer. Ginny was nestled against him, using her chest as a pillow, and Tonks was lying next to him.

Standing at the door, with an unreadable expression was none other than Hermione Granger. She was looking at the satisfied, happy smiles of Tonks and Ginny, but there was a slight haunted look in her eyes.

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Okay, leave me a review if you have a moment. I really appreciate those who have been reviewing. Okay, someone on ficwad asked how much power potential he actually had, and if his member would just grow and grow. That isnt the way it works. The Nephilim do have a limit, and the First Nephilim who was watching over Harry told him that as far as Nephilim go, Harry was a fairly powerful one. So what this means is that at some point, Harry will approach a limit, and the amount he gains from sex, even with a powerful witch, will not be very much. IE, he wont have over a footlong.... sorry. The amount he gains from a new female bound to him right now is still high, but eventually, when he binds some amount of women to him, I wont say how many, he will start to not recieve as much, and eventually he will reach a limit. More concerning this topic will be revealed later, I just wanted to clear up the fact that his member cannot grow to two feet long...